I CAN'T EVEN

Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God!

So while just casually browsing the Hello Kitty blog I found this,

Hello Kitty Nintendo DS Case

Ahhhhhh, i am going insane! Khoa and I were looking for this the other day, well I was and I linked a photo of it to him. It exists! And and and it says that it should be stocked in all Targets. Does that include in Australia? I can't picture them stocking it since everything here seems to stock absolutely nothing of value or importance and this Hello Kitty Ds case is both or value and importance, ahh. The ds is pink too! This reminds me of my first ds, the baby pink one. Which was a present from my sister and then I heartlessly traded in for the black dsi. Sigh.

HELLO, KITTY

One thing you should know about me is that when I start an obsession, it never really ends. And they often spring from the smallest of things. Like whilst looking through the showbag list online this morning and finding this baby a sudden jolt of Hello Kitty hysteria went through me. So yes, for this past hour I have been googling Hello Kitty items. This hasn't really come as a surprise to me since I have had that giant pink Hello Kitty plush pillow on my bed since I was five and yknow she's a cat with a pink bow. I think without knowing she has shaped the person that I am today, ha. Well like all my obsession and phases (when I was 13 or 14 i developed with crazy infatuation with Paris, France. I know what girl hasn't) my parents usually go crazy and help me find every product on this planet that has to do with said obsession. Now that may make me sound horribly spoilt but no, my parents just really liked feeding off these obsessions. I must get it off them. Like dad's obsession with collecting liquor and cars and mum's with bags and shoe figurines. Then again, I don't know how thrilled they would be about me dragging them to every Sanrio shop in Melbourne since I am no longer seven, but seventeen. A seventeen year old that should be studying for her exams and saving up for silly things like a car or a phone or university money or health insurance, y'know silly things like that.


Glove and Mitten

Brush

Sleeping mask

Thermal


Hello Kitty

Three-Way Ballpoint Pen

Sewing Set

4 Gig Usb Flash Drive: Nerdo

Coin purse

4 Gig Usb Flash Drive: Bear

Contact Lenses (I'm not sure about this one. Although I have been meaning to get contacts so in it goes)

Compact Mirror

Hair Brush

Hello Kitty Lomography Fisheye 35 mm camera (I THINK I HAVE DIED AND GONE TO KITTY HEAVEN, OH GOLLY I NEED THIS)

Back Pack

Stapler

Car Cup Holder

Apparently there are also pink wigs ala Hello Kitty which actually remind me of Natalie Portman's pink wig so yes in this goes too.

Hello Kitty Rug. This reminds me of something that I would have had in my room as a child. And now it is something that I want in my new room.

Sticky Notes

Lunch box

Watch and pencil pot.

So basically anything Hello Kitty emblazoned or shaped would complete my life. YAY life complete

GONE IN THE MORNING

THIS PHOTO IS EXACTLY HOW I ENVISIONED MY ROOM NEXT YEAR, EXCEPT WITH LOTS AND LOTS OF SHOES LINING MY WALLS.

I CRAVE PARIS

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Our common room on the thursday art and vis-com were due. We litterally did not move from that table since we got there at 8 in the morning till it was due period six. At one point me and Isabel both needed to pee so bad but we couldn't we just had to sit there and keep annotating. Luckily for us Tess snuck across the road to the milk bar and brought us back reinforcements (coke and doritos, damn they only had original) because we were litterally dying.

The wretched week that was the folio date is finally over and as much as I could about how much it killed my physically and mentally, I am sure I did enough complaining through out the week. I know. We get it. Folio sucked balls. I am glad that it is over. Actually, it isn't really since I still have to do promotion piece and evaluation for my design folio but I'm excited for that because that means I can photograph Isabel in the dress and blazer and I can turn it into a magazine shoot. I am really beginning to dislike the dress that I made and the fabric that I chose. I think it looks really tacky, I wish i just stuck to the jacket because the dress was so rushed and not thought through. Like alot of the things that I do, I am really inadequate, this is a joke.


But anyway, this holidays isn't really a holiday as many would know what with practice exams second week. All I feel like doing is sitting in my room for a whole week catching up on sleep and just keeping to myself. But my sister is always at home in my room so I think I'm just going to stick to really, really long walks and lots of revision. This is strange, but during that crazy week when i had two folios, a dress, a blazer, and two sacs to prepare for and hand in, I don't know. Everything just felt certain and sharp and clear. There wasn't any time for me to break down, (except for that one time) because there was litterally no time or energy to be wasted. All I did was make notes, draw and sleep for four hours a night. Sure, I was a zombie but it really gave me a place to hide from my thoughts. And as lame as that is and as much as anyone who might be reading this is most likely rolling their eyes right about now, I think I liked it better that way. From that aspect atleast. The work load killed me and drove me mental. But the keeping busy thing, that really worked for me. Now that I don't have folio anymore I feel empty and I am litterally stuck with my thoughts and my head is not a great place to be right now, trust me. I wonder if I'll ever just be happy without being angry or bitter or upset or uneasy. Well, lucky for me I won't have to wonder much longer since exam revision should well be on its way.

I also feel like going to the planetarium and just sitting there for a bit. I can't remember how much it was. I wish they just kept it open all day. I don't mind if I miss the show or anything it would just be nice to sit back and watch the fake stars. That is really all that I feel like doing right now. I shoudn't be blogging right now, but I hardly got to blog during the end of term 3 and there are so many photos and moments that I missed out on. I really want to keep on track of what I've done so far since this is the last of many things so I am going to be back on here regularly. I'm really starting to hate my I mostly do on tumblr because it is turning into a very very dark place. So if you're one of the few that follow me there, feel free to unfollow because it is a very unpleasant place to be, I know. I don't even want to be there. Gosh I don't listen to Cher for a week or two and I'm already falling to pieces.

And now after all that ranting, a little something-something.

YOU TALK AND I WANT TO HIT YOU

FUCK YOU

THIS IS WHY I DON'T TALK TO YOU, EVER

You stupid piece of shit.

A LIL EXCITED

LETS MAKE DOUBLE BEDS

Not! I am going to have only one bed because it will be my room and I will never have to share a room ever, AT ALL, NEVER EVER AGAIN!

I hate this house, I hate my room and I am slowly beginning to hate its inhabitants. I am so excited to be moving out, I think that is all I'm going to post about from now on. Fuck feelings and hello home interior deco, cute ashtrays under my bed and fairylights.

BROTHER BEAR

I love this photo of Jess! I wonder if she likes it. Well she should, she looks like she doesn't give a fucccck about anything and like she's going to do something bad.

Speaking of something bad, she said she got me a little present today which is good and I think I might know what it is which is bad. Not bad as in it's a bad present but bad as in me and her can act very bad ass with it on friday mornings when we go have breakfast before school when we come in late, yaaaaaaaay. I cannot wait! Let's just say I have burnt myself several times trying to light matches and I feel like the biggest loser carrying a matchbox around. I can't wait! Although I am not letting her use it since she's been getting horrible migraines lately, tut tut.

And here's a picture of the both of us, me pink faced from being silly and perhaps finishing the Passion Pop (HA) and most likely Jess trying to make the eel face.